Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 423

Lucy sighed. She couldn't believe her mother would say this.

Mrs. Chancer saw her determination, but Charlotte was carrying the Chancer family's heir - if she was sentenced, that child would be born with a stigma.

Suddenly, Mrs. Chancer knelt before Lucy.

I’ll do it!" Lucy said through gritted teeth.

She thought she could give up everything for personal gain, but seeing her mother kneel down, she couldn't control herself.

After the winter light festival, Sarah felt a strange ache in her heart that she'd never experienced before.

She didn't know how to handle her relationship with Zachary. The coldness she'd maintained before seemed to have transformed after the festival into something caught between distance and warmth.

She was driving across the city bridge connecting East Coast to Pine Mist Island. The bridge had been neglected for years since the island was abandoned.

The bridge took about 10 minutes to cross. She hadn't even left Pine Mist Island when she noticed something was wrong - she suddenly realized a car had been following her since she entered the island.

In her rearview mirror, she saw the black sedan maintaining a steady distance behind her. She slowed down, but the car didn't pass her.

They were the only two vehicles on the entire bridge.

Her phone rang - it was Zachary. "Sasa, where are you?"

"Someone's following me!" As soon as she spoke, the phone signal cut out and the call dropped.

Her car spun violently before shooting forward again, completely out of control.

Sarah was thrown forward by inertia, her chest slamming into the steering wheel with searing pain. The agony intensified until she could barely breathe.

But she couldn't give up. She had to keep gripping the wheel through the pain, pressing down hard on the accelerator.

The car shot forward like an arrow. She pinched herself hard, forcing herself to stay calm even though her whole body was trembling with fear.

The sky was misty and gray. Behind her, one car kept up its relentless pursuit while the one she'd dodged had turned around to join the chase. As they raced at breakneck speed, Sarah gripped the steering wheel tightly, pushing the accelerator to its limit.

She couldn't stop now - stopping meant death. As she burst off the bridge, she yanked the wheel hard, swerving onto a mountain road scattered with loose gravel where the slightest mistake could send her tires sliding.